Treat life as the sea,your herat as seashore,friends like the waves,it never matters how many waves are there,what matters is which one touchs the seashore.i hope i’m first stone who touched the seashore
When u fall n need 2b carried, cal me. When u r hurt n need a shoulder 2 cry on, cal me! but if 1day when u call n i dont answer come fast, may be i need u
Colors may fade, the sun may not shine, the moon may not be bright, heartbeats may stop, lives may pass but our friendship, I’ll treasure ’till the day my heart stops.
